Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 802 Blood of the Gods
"That's interesting. That attack just now was really powerful."

In the sky, Ye Xuan murmured, and the holy power flowed.

You know, although Ye Xuan still has many unused moves so far, the power of the combination of Chengjialuo combat body and Brahma combat body is already extremely terrifying.

But just now he was unable to resist the black beam attack from the Moon Worshiper!
There is still a big gap between a semi-saint and a saint. This is only the case with Ye Xuan. If it were any other semi-saint, he would have been defeated in front of the Moon Worshiping Sect Leader long ago. At the very least, the semi-saint like the black beam of light just now would definitely be killed.

The Moon Worshiping Leader was panting slightly, his breathing was a little disordered. He watched Ye Xuan's every move with cold eyes and once again assumed an attacking posture.

The magic patterns in Ye Xuan's pupils rotated as he looked at the other party indifferently, looking at the number one leader of the Northern Territory without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

The momentum of the two continued to rise.

"Garro Demon Sword!"

Suddenly, Ye Xuan shouted loudly, holding the black flame sword with both hands, and the holy power surged into the sword. The black robe on his body moved without wind, rustling.

The pitch-black sword quickly changed and began to burn fiercely as Ye Xuan's holy power was poured into it.

The already dark flames seemed even more intense, and the sword grew larger, turning into a giant sword that was dark and deep.

drink!
With a light sigh, the magic patterns in Ye Xuan's pupils rotated, and the dark and deep sword cut through the sky, absorbing all the light. Wherever the sword passed, the space was separated, and it actually cut out a straight area of ​​nothingness.

The Moon Worshiper's expression changed, and the holy power that had been condensed into substance was compressed in the palm of his hand, shrinking infinitely bit by bit.

Suddenly, the Moon Worshiper struck out with his palm, and the heaven and earth seemed to tremble, "God-breaking Strike!"

A blinding purple light shot out from the hands of the Moon Worshiper, and headed straight for Gala's sword.

boom!
The pitch-black sword and the God-breaking Strike collided fiercely. At this moment, the heaven and earth shook. The black light and the purple light entangled and turned into a black and purple color. The sky cracked and the cracks spread rapidly in all directions. The two completely different lights formed a sphere, which rolled bigger and bigger.

The mountains of Yunxiao Sect were shaking, as if a strong earthquake had occurred. From the distant mountains, huge rocks and huge trees rolled down.

The warriors who were fighting fiercely in the distance quickly retreated.

"Is this the battle between saints? How can the power be so terrifying?" The Lord of the Seven Evil Valley said in shock.

The ancestor of the Mu family was also stunned.

Boom!

With a startling loud bang, the two attack energies finally could not maintain balance and exploded violently. The strong light made people subconsciously close their eyes, and the aftermath swept across powerfully.

"Not good!" The face of the Seven Evil Valley's leader changed, and he immediately cast a shield to protect his people.

Not only him, but other strong men as well, warriors who protect their own forces.

The aftermath gradually subsided, and a huge pit of dozens of feet in diameter appeared in the sky where the two moves intersected. It was extremely dark inside, and black flames emerged from time to time.

Blood flowed from the corners of Moon Worshiper's mouth, and his face was abnormally red. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but he forced it back.

"Take one more move."

At this moment, Ye Xuan's calm voice was heard again. The Moon Worshiping Sect Leader looked up in astonishment. He had just released an attack of this level. Could it be that he could directly release the second move without even recovering his breath?

He didn't have much time to think. A strange and evil light flashed in Ye Xuan's pupils. Under him, a pitch-black fire lotus appeared out of thin air, quickly converging and merging into nine huge black fireballs. Indistinctly, a dragon's roar could be heard.

"Nine Dragon Thunder Flame!"

A huge shadow of a thunder dragon martial spirit appeared behind Ye Xuan. The nine balls of flame suddenly changed and turned into nine huge dragons as black as ink. They exuded an aura of destruction and golden thunder flashed inside.

Nine destructive thunder and flame dragons roared together into the sky. The dragon roars reached the sky and crossed each other and rushed towards the Moon Worshiper.

There was a flash of coldness in the dragon's eyes, like an evil dragon rampant in hell, or like the scythe wielded by the god of death.

"How many martial spirits does this guy have? Let's fight!"

Faced with this situation, the Moon Worshiper took a deep breath, his heart aching, but he had no time to pay attention.

This move was an attack that Ye Xuan created using the Thunder Dragon soul skill and the Galao combat body. It was no exaggeration to say that it could burn mountains and boil seas.

The Moon Worshiping Sect leader clenched his fists and punched out fiercely, with the Holy Energy in his body circulating at a high speed. In the air, shadows of fists suddenly appeared, so densely packed that it was impossible to tell how many there were. Each fist emitted a purple-black light of Holy Energy.

"Mad God Strike!"

The voice of the Moon Worshiper came coldly, and in an instant, the holy fist in the air slammed forward, and the sky seemed to tilt at this moment.

The Thunder Flame Dragon collided with the heavy fists in the sky in an instant, and the aftermath was even stronger than before.

The warriors who were watching the battle from a distance had stopped fighting. They watched in shock, but a trace of blood flowed out of the eardrums of many warriors.

Fairy Yaoxuan smiled bitterly. She had thought that Ye Gucheng was already an extremely outstanding man, but only now did she realize that Ye Gucheng's son was even more outstanding. With the cultivation level of a semi-saint, he was actually able to fight against a saint.

Fairy Yaoxuan took a deep breath. Although she lost to the Moon Worshiper because of her short life span and her fighting power was far from what it used to be, she had already realized that even if she was at her peak, it would be difficult for her to defeat Ye Gucheng's son in terms of fighting power.

The Moon Worshiping Leader groaned, and large mouthfuls of blood gushed out uncontrollably. Blood flowed from all his seven orifices at the same time. He kept retreating backwards, blood splattered all over his face. His face was hideous, as if he had come out of hell.

The aftermath gradually dissipated, and the Moon Worshiper was gasping for breath, feeling as if his whole body was falling apart.

After all, he was a saint who was forcibly promoted by the gods, and he was at a great disadvantage in protracted battles.

He had already fought with Fairy Yaoxuan before, and now he had to fight with Ye Xuan again, which made him extremely angry.

"One more move!"

A cold voice was heard, like a death voice. The Moon Worshiper looked up and saw Ye Xuan in the distance with deep pupils. The complicated patterns in his eyes were spinning madly. The three-headed and six-armed state quickly disappeared, and Gala returned to normal again.

But at this moment, a cold and vast magical power came out, and the dark flames on his body burned fiercely, as if he was wearing fire armor. At this moment, a dark vertical pupil opened with a buzzing sound in the center of his eyebrows, and the whole person looked like a god in a temple.

No, it would be more appropriate to call it Rakshasa.

The black pupils on Ye Xuan's forehead were cold and ruthless, as if he was a god looking down on the world.

At this moment, he, like a Rakshasa, drew his sword.

Raised high, as if to break through the sky, the sword of energy slashed down fiercely, like a god releasing divine punishment on all living things, powerful and ruthless.

The sky was filled with wind and clouds, and the clouds retreated. Before the sword fell, the heaven and earth were already shaking. Between heaven and earth, only this sword remained.

"This... this kind of power, is it really something that a human can achieve?" The evil warriors trembled all over. Even though they were far away, they could still feel the power of this domineering sword.

The third wife of the Moon Worshiping Sect Leader, Wan Huahong, had a pale face, her body trembling slightly, and a look of fear in her eyes, “This… this kind of power, a power that makes people despair, Sect Leader!” She was startled and quickly turned to look at the Moon Worshiping Sect Leader.

"No, I will not lose. I am the ruler of heaven and earth!! The master of the world!!"

When the Moon Worshiper faced this sword, his face became ferocious, and he roared and growled.

Suddenly, a powerful force suddenly erupted from deep within his body and circulated wildly within him.

Ye Xuan was slightly surprised. From his observation, the opponent's holy power should have dried up. But this power was so strong and so real that he had no idea where it came from.

Click... click...

Wherever the power passed, the Moon Worshiper's bones instantly shattered, then healed, shattered again, healed again, shattered again, and healed again...

The Moon Worshiper's eyes turned red with pain in this excruciating pain, like a ferocious beast, compressing all his strength to the limit.

At this moment, it seemed as if some special melody was caused between heaven and earth, and a tremendous force swept out in all directions.

This terrifyingly powerful force spread out in all directions, as if destroying the heaven and earth!
The Moon Worshiper's face was in pain, and he shouted, "Eight Martial Gods!"

The fist struck out with a loud bang, and a terrible ripple silently rushed towards Ye Xuan's sword. The space was rapidly distorted under this force, and all tangible matter was instantly swallowed up by this ripple and turned into dust.

Ye Xuan's sword, like the judgment of God, fell down with a bang, touching the silent ripples.

Suddenly, an incomparable strong storm arose. The storm was unreasonably strong, and the earth seemed to be blown away. Several mountains in the distance exploded at the same time, and yellow sand flew all over the sky.

Outside the Yunxiao Palace, the barrier was shaking violently. Under the powerful aftermath, it made crackling sounds and could break at any time.

Sect Master Yunxiao had no time to care about these things; he stared at the battlefield without blinking.

It seemed as if a sword from the gods was condensed in mid-air, the sword energy was tearing the earth apart, trying to cut off everything in the world.

But in front of him, a powerful mysterious energy actually blocked the sword, and ripples continued to appear in the space, as if it could break at any time under this huge force.

"Ok?"

In the sky, Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly. Ever since he advanced to the semi-saint level of mental power, he could use the laws of time and space together. This was the first time that someone could block his full-strength sword.

No one knows the power of this sword better than Ye Xuan. It is the fusion of the power of time and space, that is, the Sword of Time and Space, and it is also blessed by the Galao combat body.

This sword can be said to be Ye Xuan’s strongest sword!

"There's something wrong with this move!"

Ye Xuan's eyes became serious and suspicious for the first time. He knew that the Moon Worshiper should not have any extra holy power, and even if he did, he would not be able to block this sword.

Under the magic eye of Gala, Ye Xuan could vaguely capture things that others could not see. He saw a strange power being continuously born in the body of the Moon Worshiping Cult.

This power is very strange and significantly different from the Holy Power. It is vast and powerful.

"This is the power of the bloodline of the gods!!"

Ye Xuan frowned suddenly and suddenly understood.

"Oops, he must be burning the blood of the gods in his body."

After a moment of thought, he understood what was going on. Ye Xuan's eyes were solemn, and he opened his mouth, spurting out a blood-red halo.

Floating in front of him was the Blood Demon Blade!

"Come on, come on! Haha!!! I will not be defeated, you will all die here today!!!"

The Moon Worshiper was covered in blood and was laughing crazily.

At this moment, he was truly like a demon god, with a monstrous aura and laughing loudly, not caring at all about the blood gushing out of his throat. At this moment...

boom!
With a loud bang, the Moon Worshiper's right arm was suddenly blown to pieces. The next moment, his smile froze on his face as his left arm exploded to pieces at the same time.

Then, a strong purple-black holy power surged out of his body, and with a 'bang', his entire body was blown to pieces, leaving only three drops of purple blood in its place.

(End of this chapter)